Guess who was in Bermuda last week?

That's right, not you!

I've been back for a few days now and to tell the truth, getting on here to write a new blog has been difficult. I'm not sure whether it's just hard to get back into the swing of things... or I'm just too busy sounding like the Norwegian Cruise Line spokesperson to anyone who asks me about my cruise. It was that damn good.

Being the globe-trotting playboy that I am, I chose to go on a cruise to Bermuda out of Boston with 2000 blue-hairs with oxygen tanks for my first trip this year. Between the ping-pong tournament and the shuffleboard there was barely time enough for playing the slot machines in the smoke filled casino!!

This will be "Bermuda Week" here on GoM. It's like Shark Week except waaaaay less informative and interesting. I'll post a bunch of pics from the trip throughout the week, just to remind you of how much better my life is than yours.

The first picture is the most embarrassing, so I wanted to get it out of the way first. Nothing a few push-ups and sit-ups couldn't help me with...but I figure that if I raised up my arms the man-boobs are WAY less obvious.

I was at the lovely Church Bay in Bermuda in this photo, with my astute colleague, Casey, enjoying the frigid water, the stinging Portuguese man 'o war and snorkling in a horrible rip current. I did see some amazing fish though. I saw a blue one. And another blue one. And a few other blue ones. Maybe they were all part of the same school of fish, but what do I look like, Jacque Cousteau?